Fishing [MFF] [Oral] [Anal]

 I was camping at the Chain O’ Lakes state park and had been there 
for a few days already, just enjoying the peace and quiet and solitude the place affords one.
That afternoon I was fishing at Turner lake not really caring whether or not I caught any fish.
(I have learned over the years that fishing has nothing to do with actually catching fish.
It’s the mindset that one falls into while fishing.)
At first I was alone on the floating pier that went out about thirty feet and branched off into a “T” shape at it’s end.

As I sat there two young ladies walked out to the end where I was and sat down to sun themselves.
After a short time we struck up a conversation, about our experiences camping at the park. They told me that they were students at Northwestern University and had come up camping to get some rest from school and “blow off some steam”.
They were both on the schools swim team and had been under grueling pressure while competing on their team.

Hotel in London [MF] Part 1 (perhaps)

“Hey you…I’m over in London for a conference, staying in a hotel on Westminster bridge…see you hear at 11am!?”

My heart pounds as I press send on the message, my hands slick and sweaty with nervous excitement. We’ve known each other for maybe 4 or 5 years, you’re [F44] from London and I’m [M38] from Ireland. We met online and struck up an immediate connection, freely talking, flirting and having some of the most amazing, erotic sexting experiences one could imagine, but we’ve never met in person. I’m in the city for work and my resistance is low, the temptation that has filled me for years finally boils over. I’m nervous, excited and so very aroused at the thought of meeting you. It’s 9am and I’m in the hotel room alone, I have been awake for a couple of hours, my mind wandering from erotic memories of our past sexting and phone calls to new fantasies that I want to share with you. I hear the ping on my phone…you’ve replied. Gulp.

“Haha hello naughty you! Are you serious? You don’t give a girl much notice do you, I am in my way to a 9.30am meeting!”

Amy’s “Sick Day” [MF] [Cheating]

A 9:45 a.m. text on a Monday morning from Amy. He knew as soon as he saw her name on his phone what he was going to be doing later that week. She got into a fight with her boyfriend on Sunday. Well, not really a fight and they were both pretty drunk, but none of this matters. What matters is that when she laid in bed in the dark on Sunday night she thought about this text. I guess it matters that Jack shouldn’t have been so judgmental about her friends, but that’s really only going to matter to Jack, isn’t it?

They agree to meet on Thursday. He books a room at a random Best Western about a half-hour from each of their houses. Just like the last three times.

She gets her nails done on Wednesday after work, but Jack doesn’t notice that she also got waxed. She tells him that she’s going to be in a meeting all day and probably won’t be checking her phone.

[MF] Rear Window

So I recently got my own place in an apartment complex where my window and several other apartment windows face a courtyard. Since this is my first time without roommates, I’ve been enjoying the luxury of just lounging around my apartment naked, even when my boyfriend isn’t around. At night I have to remember to shut my curtains, though, because it’s really easy to see inside my apartment from my neighbor’s (which is sort of at a right angle from mine)

I know this, because once I caught a glimpse of my neighbor undressing. He’s a fit guy with fantastic arms and abs, so I couldn’t help but notice. Unfortunately, my boyfriend noticed me notice. He’s friends with the neighbor, and teased me about how if I like him so much maybe I should just bring him to bed. I had to be very accommodating to my boyfriend that night to make sure he knew he’s the only one I would go to town on.

Becoming his slut pt. 2 [MF] [Exhibitionist] [Anal]

Ronaldo had not finished with Melissa just yet. Though he had just covered her breasts in ropes of cum, his erection still raged on. He was filled with the desire to have her in every way possible.

Grabbing a fist full of her hair, he pulled her so that she was on all fours and walked her over to the window.

It was dark now, but the glow of the streelights and lights from neighbouring houses lit up her body in all the right places. He could see the lust still burning in her eyes. Her expression was one of insatiety.

He loved her like this. Hungry. Wanton. His. There was no time to waste. Quickly, he positioned himself behind Melissa and plunged deep into her . He knew the neighbours would hear her screams but tonight they would also get a show.

That knowledge pushed him into high gear. With one hand in her hair and the other pressed firmly on her lower back, he drilled her mercilessly. It was not long before her breathing quickened and his cock was dripping with her juices.

Becoming his slut pt. 1 [MF] [Exhibitionist] [Oral]

“Who’s a good little whore?” Ronaldo asked as he balled Melissa’s hair into a bun and mercilessly thrust his cock in and out of her throat.

It was the same fantasy, day after day, for nearly three weeks. The two had not been together since he left on a business trip three weeks prior. Melissa was bursting with anticipation built up by imagining what their reunion would be like.

Bzzzz. Her phone vibrated in her lap, interrupting her thoughts. It was another text from Ronaldo who was battling with a fantasy of his own. He and Melissa had been exchanging ideas and sexting for what seemed like hours.

Melissa looked over at the clock. It was 1:30. Just a few more hours. She’d finish work at 4:30 and be free to get everything her body was begging for.

“This is what you wanted? Me fucking your face like the dirty slut you are?” She could hear Ronaldo’s deep voice in her ear as clearly as if he were actually there.

Imagining his rough tone made her clit throb even harder and she squeezed her legs together beneath her desk to ease the torture unfolding between her thighs. She needed to get home to her man quickly.

I think I’ve been Blacked (MMM)

So after I sucked and fucked the 3 black guys. I got a message from Shaun which is a guy with an amazing 8in thick white cock. I haven’t sucked him off in a while so I sent him a text. He replied back “Got a chick over you can clean me up after” and I said okay 30mins later he texts ready.

When I get over there he answers the door naked and hard and I can see her juices on his cock I kneel right there and engulf his cock and damn this chick tasted amazing so I was licking and tasting as much as I could of this girl. Little did I know he fucked my ex. But after her taste left his cock I was deepthroating him as best as possible he was moaning enjoying himself. I’m licking his shaft his balls, trying to bring him to the edge of his orgasm and when I felt him about to blow I deepthroated his cock I let him shoot his cum straight down my throat. After he rests for 5mins and he talks about how tight my ex’s pussy was he started getting horny again “take your pants off I’m fucking that boy pussy” which I did instantly as I haven’t had his Vick in a while and I love his cock but as he was pounding me something felt different like yes his cock felt amazing in my ass. But it didn’t cum like I did from when the black guys fucked me. They had so much more aggression, name calling, really making me feel like there bitch.

Unbridled Hedonist

Water slides off of her skin slowly and yet quickly. No, perhaps time has stopped. Or perhaps this life giving combination of elements does not answer to time but forges on despite. It moves across her skin in the most natural way, as if it had a conscious mind and it’s always known it must not cling to that which it does not own. She stands there in the claw foot tub, beneath the water that has shrouded her in a veil of rain. The warmth enveloping her. Her body relaxing and coaxing the palms of her hands to rediscover everything her body has to offer. Breast, one then the other. Smooth skin down her stomach, to her navel, her trimmed pubic hair. At last, her warm pussy, without a thought, instinctually so, she parts her labia and begins to draw circles around her clit. Circles only she could design, as if she were an artist creating a masterpiece. She enjoys teasing herself this way and continues to drift mindlessly away under the spray of the water.

The Great Exchange [MF] [oral] [creampie] [supernatural]

In every involving demons, devils, angels, and saints, there was a common theme. Anyone who dared make a deal with them often paid a high price. It didn’t always involve their soul, either. The moral of those stories was clear. Do things the “right” way and the right people got rewarded. Do things in a selfish, short-sighted way only led to loss and misery.

There was just one glaring problem with those stories.

They only ever told stories with a certain outcome, namely the one that helped ignorant idealists idealist sleep better at night.

Delilah Davidson had heard all those stories too. Growing up in a small, conservative town full of uptight, traditional people, she knew most of them by heart. Nobody ever questioned them. Everyone just assumed they were simple, right, and true. Then, she dared to defy every one of those stories when she made a deal with a demon…a real, non-metaphorical, full-fledged demon.

“I’m willing to pay that price. I’m willing to take that chance.”

Those were Delilah’s exact words when she made that fateful decision years ago. She told them to the reflection of her 17-year-old self that appeared in a dirty mirror at a cheap motel. It seemed like a lifetime ago, but she still remembered that day vividly.

Natural Beauty (mf+, teens, cons, gay, school) [Part 2/3]

The grounds of Jefferson Washington High School were quiet today. No children yelling outside or running around. The whole school was serene and calm, as a place of learning should be. But today the children weren’t learning about history or math or english, today they were learning about how to see the natural beauty in each other.

It was second period, and Tom felt like his whole body was on fire after home room. He walked through the halls and kept bumping into other children at his school, which normally wasn’t a problem but today all of them were nude. He felt a couple of hands groping his dick as he made his way down to Mrs Arias’s classroom and he couldn’t keep the smile off of his face.